She opened her eyes wide and saw Xia Yibing clinging to her, holding her as they floated up and down the sea together. "Don't talk, save your energy." The woman spoke briefly, then raised her head and shouted, "I've got her tight - pull the rope!" Hitzfeld shook his head, and finally he understood what was going on. I fell into the water... It was Xia who saved me... That white light is not the moon, but the light shining down from the boat... The current situation is—— This... doesn't seem right! Staring again, she turned her head slightly and found that the sea was shaking violently.
This is not something that can be described as "waves"... If the seawater had a physical body, then they would be like riding a pirate ship! Often, a wave would suddenly lift their entire bodies up, and at this time, they might even be three or four meters away from the bottom of the sea! When the wave went down, they would be smashed to the bottom of the water again. At this time, the woman would remind her to "hold her breath" and then press her head to dive into the water. This is... not an ordinary wind and wave, an ordinary storm! That's too late. There were dark clouds and thunder and lightning. Even if they got back on the boat, they would not have enough time to escape the storm! "The waves are too big!" Ethan, who was holding the rope, shouted with difficulty. When the waves are pressing down, it is impossible to pull the rope, and if you are not careful, it will be pulled back several meters. "Zafira and Torres, come help! Quick!" It rained heavily. It doesn't look like a rain curtain at all, but rather water from the sky flowing back. The sound of wind, waves, thunder, and raindrops hitting the deck. Everything was intertwined, and they had to shout desperately to barely establish communication. “Crazy…crazy, crazy!” Torres grabbed one end of the rope, his face extremely pale. No one expected the situation to suddenly turn out like this. Yes - he speculated that there would be a super storm, but that was in the Crystal Sea? This is just the border between the North Amelian Sea and the Crystal Sea. We haven't even reached the outskirts of the Crystal Sea, let alone entered it! How could this happen?
"I come!" Flick fends him off, grabs the ropes and starts to push. Compared with others, he is much more familiar with the operation. When the waves came down, he simply tightened the rope without exerting much effort. When the waves rose, he himself - and at the same time shouted to others to pull hard, and soon the two were lifted close to the deck. But the situation is still very dangerous. The wind and waves are too strong. The sea water and the boat were too rough. Everyone was in danger because any collision could result in them being smashed against the hull and torn to pieces. But when he happened to look up, he found that he was still too optimistic about the situation. Nearby, a long, black, snake-like airflow wrapped in dark clouds was rapidly forming. That is every sailor's nightmare. The deepest disaster incarnation on the sea. Waterspout. Chapter 19 A Fantastic Journey Hitzfeld also saw this air current. In the past, when it came to tornadoes, she had only seen some videos or simply static pictures. In those carriers, tornadoes had already taken shape, the long and thin ones were about a few meters wide, and the thick ones could reach dozens of meters... She had never seen it before, nor had she thought about how such a great force of nature could appear out of nothing. But now she saw it. At first, it was just an abrupt cyclone. It was pulled down from a dark cloud layer, protruding a cone-like bottom, and at first it looked like a huge spinning top. Following closely, the bottom of the gyroscope became longer and longer, and thinner and thinner, becoming a needle-tip shape, crooked and twisted, swaying and poking down in the strong wind, merging with another inverted cone rising from the sea. The whole process, from the time Hitzfeld discovered it to the time it took shape, didn't even take two breaths. "boom!!!" A wave came down and knocked her into the water. She had to hold her breath and dive underwater to avoid the impact. The next moment - she swore that less than two seconds had passed - Hitzfeld suddenly pulled his head out of the water and saw a terrifying monster that was fifteen or sixteen meters thick, twisting its body rapidly. It was like a demonic snake, constantly drawing strength from the black clouds and the sea water. The fierce storm first mixed with black smoke, and then mixed with the black smoke into the fishy and salty water. It continued to grow and expand at an efficiency that no one could imagine. "Oh! This damn goddess!" When the others on the ship noticed this thing, its diameter was already over 30 meters. The huge body wrapped in the water was twisting in the storm, like a funny clown.
"Jump off the boat!" They could vaguely hear Frick screaming, "Jump off the boat!!!" "Are you - crazy -!!!" Zafira also shouted back with difficulty. This is also a true reflection of other people’s inner thoughts. Jump ship? Jumping ship now? Not to mention that they are facing an unprecedented super ocean storm. Even if they can survive the storm, without the Norayesan, how can they survive in the vast ocean? "If you don't jump off the boat, you'll all die--" Frick rushed to them, grabbing the rope and yelling at them almost face to face. "The anchor has been taken away. It's too late to sail now—" "If you don't want to be killed, jump off the boat - let go of the rope!!!" Frick tried to tell them the reason for jumping off the boat as concisely as possible. At this time, he saw that Ethan was still holding the rope tightly in his hand, and even kept wrapping the rope around his arm, trying to pull the two people up. He immediately rushed forward, twisted his hand, and forced his fingers free from the rope. Of course Ethan was reluctant to let go, but he was no match for the parish soldiers in terms of strength. He could only watch the rope being taken away and then let go by Frick. "boom!!!" Another wave hit, and the ropes piled on the deck flew out rapidly as if they had life, and then were pulled straight with a "bang". "Frick--" Ethan's face was distorted, like an angry lion. All efforts were lost. The rope is about 500 meters long. Looking at the wind and waves, it is obvious that the two people in the water have been washed away. "This is to save them--" The black-haired man grabbed his collar and growled at him. "Crack!" A loud crisp sound came from above my head. "Get down—" He pulled Ethan down by his collar, and the next moment, the broken mainmast slammed down on where they were standing. The ropes tied to the sails broke apart in the collision, and the huge canvas was blown open by the strong wind. It first slid half into the sea along with the mast, and then was blown up violently, floating high into the sky like a kite. “Torres…Torres!!” Crazy rain continuously slammed the deck. Sebot was already unstable on the slippery ground, but when she saw the white-haired priest had fallen to the point where one hand was hanging on the railing, with his whole body floating in the wind, she bit her lip and leaned out most of her body to grab him. "Sai...Bot..." Torres was almost blinded by the rain and could only vaguely identify her position and tried hard to reach her with his free hand. Once, twice. All the fingers are intertwined and spread out.
The third time, hook your fingers and then clasp them together. "Caught!" The two men's expressions relaxed slightly, and no one noticed the sail that was blown away - there were still several thick ropes on the main mast connecting to the hull. "Captain!" Carlo slammed open the cabin door, staggered on the deck, and held the things in his hands tightly. "The detective prepared an emergency kit - this is all I had time to get!" When sailing on long seas, you must prepare for the worst. These emergency kits contain a small amount of food and fresh water, as well as some survival tools. Although they don’t know if they will have the chance to use it, this is their last hope. “Give it to them!” Frick held the mast with both hands, looked at the priest group, then at the two Shadow Lion agents who were supporting each other, his chest pumping violently like a broken bellows. He didn't want to abandon ship if he could help it. Everyone knows that abandoning the ship is tantamount to chronic suicide, but what else can we do if we don't abandon the ship? The Norayesan was just an ordinary medium-sized sailing ship, and it did not have any hardware measures to deal with a waterspout! Hide in the cabin? Once caught in a tornado, the body will be smashed into pieces in the process of tumbling and rolling, without the need for strong winds or water flows! Even if you jump off the boat, you may not survive! You must be far enough away from the boat! And far enough away from each other! Otherwise, if you are swept up and hit by the force of the storm... you will still be doomed! In this situation, we must jump off the boat within a minute. Frick glanced at the writhing snake. In just a short while, the thing tripled in size. To tiny mortals like them, it looked more like a giant on the sea than a long snake. "boom!!!" Suddenly - before Frick even realized what was happening, he felt dizzy and was thrown off the deck. how? Frick was horrified. He did not fall into the sea, but was directly swept up by the air current, drawing an arc around the "giant" on the sea. Before being completely sucked into the vortex, all he saw was a faint white sail in the distant storm. It was suspended there like a kite, pulling the Norayesan below to spin continuously.
"Kacha!" The hull was torn apart. The remaining people were almost thrown into the storm, turning into small dots in the sky in the blink of an eye, and disappeared in another blink of an eye. …… Hitzfeld felt like he had entered a fairy tale world. In her memory, she and Xia Yibing were caught in the storm together - even caught in the center of the seaspout.